(2013)
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
